Chapter Twelve: Even God-Kings Can Die

Qu Yu would not give these God-Kings any time to escape the spatial turbulence.
One hundred thousand God-King artifacts were taken out immediately and thrown at the six-domain God-Kings surrounding him, where they exploded on contact.
The explosive force of these artifacts swept everywhere, and the countless spatial energies released from their explosions surged forth in waves, striking the bodies of the six-domain God-Kings.
What else could the six-domain God-Kings do at this point? They could only swiftly wield their own God-King artifacts or innate spiritual treasures, creating layers of spatial energy around themselves to resist the onslaught of these forces.
The source of a God-King’s spatial energy actually came from the number of sentient beings in their internal worlds—the more intelligent beings they had, the more spatial energy they could utilize.
Qiu Yan, Tian Chen, Bai Rong, Sang Yu, Gong Ye Ming, Jin Cheng Bo, Wu Lian, and Yan Yi used their Origin Beads to harness spatial energy by treating the cultivators living in various divine realms as sentient beings, thereby borrowing their strength to gain vast amounts of spatial energy.
Thus, after Qu Yu detonated the God-King artifacts, the waves of spatial energy forced the six-domain God-Kings to expend a great deal of their own spatial energy, causing them visible pain.
“Qu Yu, those God-King artifacts belonging to the God of Artifacts were also made by you, right?”
At that moment, trapped in the onslaught of spatial energy, Bai Rong’s eyes shone with fury as he shouted.
The six-domain God-Kings were well aware of the God of Artifacts’ mastery in crafting artifacts. No matter how hard they tried or how much insight they gained, it was impossible for them to produce three hundred thousand God-King artifacts in just a few hundred million years. Only Qu Yu, a truly astonishing genius in artifact crafting with his unique techniques, could produce such a large number of them.
Qu Yu chuckled and replied, “That’s correct. All these God-King artifacts were made by me. And the number is far more than the three hundred thousand revealed here; I still have many others.”
With that, amid the angry glances of the six-domain God-Kings, Qu Yu took out another hundred thousand God-King artifacts, sent them flying evenly once more, and they arrived before the God-Kings before exploding again, unleashing yet more waves of spatial energy that mercilessly struck the six-domain God-Kings.
The six-domain God-Kings suffered greatly. Even Tian Chen, Bai Rong, Sang Yu, Wu Lian, and Yan Yi, who possessed Origin Beads and could draw on the primal energy of their respective divine realms, found it extremely difficult to resist such relentless spatial energy attacks.

The other Divine Kings began to stagger, clearly unable to withstand the impact of Qu Yi’s activated Divine King Weapons any longer.
“Qu Yi, the hatred between us isn’t insurmountable. Let’s stop fighting for now and wait for the Cycle Battle. Then we can settle this once and for all,” said Sang Yu, seeing that several Divine Kings were on the verge of collapsing.
These Divine Kings had not anticipated Qu Yi’s terrifying growth, nor had they expected the Weapon God to rise from the dead. Their mistake had put them at a severe disadvantage.
Sang Yu certainly didn’t want any of the Eight Realms’ Divine Kings to die, as that would make it even harder to control Qu Yi in the future. Thus, he had no choice but to plead for peace.
“Qu Yi, let’s stop now. Fighting on will only harm us both.”
“Qu Yi, let’s have a duel during the Cycle Battle.”
“Qu Yi, in a billion years, the Cycle Battle will arrive. Let’s fight then.”
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Soon, the Six Realms’ Divine Kings, battered by the forces of space, also pleaded for peace, unwilling to continue fighting Qu Yi to the death.
Hearing their words, Qu Yi smiled faintly and shook his head. “You can start the fight, but I decide when it ends. How about this: leave one Divine King’s corpse, and I’ll spare the others.”
“What!”
The Six Realms’ Divine Kings were furious at Qu Yi’s arrogant demands, their eyes wide with rage, as if they wanted to devour him.
But Qu Yi wouldn’t give them another chance to plead. He took out another hundred thousand Divine King Weapons.
“Qu Yi, no…” Sang Yu cried out in panic.
At this point, the Six Realms’ Divine Kings were already at their limit. Another wave of explosions from the Divine King Weapons would either kill or severely injure them, taking a long time to recover. Moreover, after those explosions, Qu Yi could attack personally, killing even more Divine Kings.
Sang Yu’s cries were ineffective. Qu Yi stared coldly at the Six Realms’ Divine Kings as the hundred thousand Divine King Weapons were launched and exploded instantly.
“The Divine Kings of the Divine Realm are too accustomed to comfort. Throughout such a long history, few of you have died. Since you’ve decided to team up against me, Qu Yi, if not a few of you die, how can I face myself?” Qu Yi said calmly.

When 100,000 Divine King artifacts exploded, the spatial power released was beyond what a single Divine King could withstand. One Divine King artifact was equivalent to one Divine King; now, it was as if 100,000 “Divine Kings” were self-destructing, with an unimaginable level of power.

Tian Chen, Bai Rong, Sang Yu, Wu Lian, and Yan Yi immediately frantically used their Origin Beads to draw massive amounts of primordial power from the Earth Kun Divine Domain, Thunder Shock Divine Domain, Wind Xun Divine Domain, Water Kan Divine Domain, and Fire Li Divine Domain. They also shielded the Divine Kings of their own domains to jointly resist the overwhelming surge of spatial power.

However, Qiu Meng, Qiu Qi, and Gou Fang from the Mountain Gen Divine Domain were not so lucky. Since Qiu Yan, who held the Origin Bead, had gone to deal with the Artifact God, they lacked the protection of the Mountain Gen Divine Domain’s primordial power. The three could only rely on their own strength to fend off the relentless assault of spatial power.

In an instant, Gou Fang’s body transformed dramatically, turning into a towering monstrous dog—a Sky-Rearing Dog. Its body was pitch black, with only its eyes glowing a dark green. It exuded an intimidating aura, its ferocity unmatched in the world.

This Sky-Rearing Dog had originally been a wild beast. By receiving a sacred artifact from Qiu Yan, it transformed into a divine beast and later, through occasional comprehension of the Five Elements laws, reached the rank of Divine King. Thus, Gou Fang was already a divine beast and Qiu Yan’s favorite pet.

As the Sky-Rearing Dog reverted to its original form, it immediately used its body to protect Qiu Meng and Qiu Qi. Countless waves of spatial power struck its body, causing it to be riddled with wounds and bleeding profusely. Before long, its entire body turned to ashes, and its soul infant was instantly torn to pieces by the violent spatial power.

Thanks to the Sky-Rearing Dog’s temporary protection, Qiu Meng and Qiu Qi were greatly relieved. They could now rely on their own strength to resist the remaining spatial power and barely hold their ground.

“Gou Fang!” Qiu Meng and Qiu Qi were furious, their eyes blazing with anger as they stared at Qu Yi.

In the distance, Qiu Yan, who was attacking the Artifact God, also wept in pain. Earlier, he had witnessed the perilous situation caused by Qu Yi detonating the 100,000 Divine King artifacts, forcing him to take a drastic measure: he ordered his beloved Sky-Rearing Dog to use its body to absorb most of the spatial power in order to save his two younger brothers.

Faced with the choice between his brothers and his pet, Qiu Yan had no choice but to choose his brothers, mercilessly sacrificing his long-time companion, the Sky-Rearing Dog Gou Fang.

The divine kings of the Earth Kun Divine Domain, Thunder Shock Divine Domain, Wind Xun Divine Domain, Water Kan Divine Domain, and Fire Li Divine Domain had struggled hard to withstand the explosive shock waves from the divine king weapons. Now, seeing that Qu Yi had actually killed a divine king, fear flashed in their eyes as their bodies trembled involuntarily.

It was extremely difficult for a divine king in the divine realm to be killed. Even powerful divine kings like Qiu Yan, Zong Jing, and Gongye Ming could at most defeat a weaker divine king but could never truly kill them. Yet today, Qu Yi had done just that—not only holding off the divine kings of the six domains alone but also killing one of them. Such an unprecedented event happening right before their eyes naturally caused great emotional turmoil among them.

If Qu Yi could kill Gou Fang, then surely he could also kill them. Which divine king wouldn’t be afraid?

Divine kings were also afraid of death—indeed, they were the ones who feared it the most. After years of cultivation, they had reached the highest ranks among cultivators and could have lived forever in peace. How could such a wonderful life slip away from them? Naturally, no divine king wanted their lives to end.

“Qu Yi, you dare kill a divine king? You won’t survive! The Divine Emperor will surely come to end your life,” shouted that Yan Que, looking like a mad dog, with fear on his face yet filled with rage.

At that moment, the divine kings from the Ze Dui Divine Domain, Tian Qian Divine Domain, and Qiu Yan, who had been surrounding the Weapon God, flew over as well. The eight divine kings stood together, glaring at Qu Yi.

Qu Yi smiled faintly, looking down on them with contempt. “Are divine kings that great? Killing one today is just to teach you a lesson—never think you can act as you please and dismiss us ascended cultivators lightly. You must be very angry at me now. If you want to fight, go ahead. I don’t mind.”

Upon hearing this, the eight divine kings didn’t dare reply. Their faces were filled with anger, but fear lurked in their hearts.

“Qu Yi, you’re strong. We can’t even defeat you together, so of course you can mock us. But there’s still one hurdle: the cycle battle among divine kings. By then, when the Divine Emperor intervenes, I hope you’ll still be alive,” said Qiu Yan calmly.

Qiu Yan was naturally the angriest. His beloved pet, the Sky-Reaching Dog, was dead, leaving him without a helper and reducing his strength by half. The blow was simply too severe.

However, Qiu Yan was also aware of the current situation. Qu Yi’s strength was no longer something that the combined forces of the Eight Realms’ Divine Kings could defeat, and he himself could no longer push himself to continue fighting.
Qu Yi shrugged and smiled faintly, “You’ll still be disappointed during the Cycle of Battles.”